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Faded Jeans

May 22, 2015 by Ann Stanley 9 Comments

man in jeans

All Patricia could see as she peered into the hallway through the small glass window in her office door was a row of knees in faded blue jeans and other work pants. She sighed. She’d grown up in this small rural community. She knew many of the people who’d come today. They’d always worked hard, taken good care of their children, and gone to church. The housing crash that had led to this recession wasn’t their fault. It was horrible that she only had one small job to give out today, one poorly paid position for some desperate person with a household of dependents.

She clicked her tongue and sat at her computer to scan the files once more. The work center required her to pick the most qualified candidate for each job, but something had broken inside her this morning when she realized the situation, and she just couldn’t bring herself to tell all but one person to go home, not that many of them had homes to go to anymore.

Still she had to select someone, or else she’d lose her job, and her children would be the ones without a roof over their heads. Their father had left town two months ago, after the farm equipment place where he’d worked laid him off. He’d hoped there would be more opportunities in a larger city, but so far all he’d found was a minimum wage position doing part-time maintenance for a hotel. She looked over at the photo of him and their three kids next to her monitor and made up her mind to choose the person with the most children, one whose spouse was also unemployed. If her family was in need, she’d hope someone would help them out, wouldn’t she? Silly, she supposed, but how else was she supposed to decide? Who needed any qualifications to post signs on foreclosed homes?

Biting her lip, she chose a man with five kids under the age of ten. He’d do. Please God, tomorrow would be a better day, and there’d be more jobs, good paying ones, to hand out.

As soon as she opened the door, all of the people stood, their desperate eyes searching her face, and she wanted to cry. Their clothes hung off of them, especially the men, men who had once been strong ranch hands and construction workers, perhaps even ranch owners and contractors. Many of them stank, from living out of their cars or in tents on BLM land. Each morning they came here, with hope in their hearts, and each morning she sent more of them away, jobless.

It was awful, and now all she had was one measly assignment, pasting signs on homes they perhaps used to own.

“Mark Nolan,” she said, the name catching in her throat. “The rest of you can leave.”

All but one head dropped and they shuffled away. Mr. Nolan patted each of their backs as they left. Once they were gone, she told him where to meet his temporary employer, then she went into her office, locked the door, and stared at the screen for a long time, not seeing a thing.

Thank you to jnk2 at Freeimages.com for the photo.

Filed Under: Drama, Existential Tagged With: decisions, fiction, recession, Short Fiction

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Comments

  1. roymyork says

    May 22, 2015 at 1:27 pm

    Nice job, Ann, of delivering bleakness, yet hope in the same story…much like many lives I’ve touched, or that have touched mine.

    Reply
  2. Ann Stanley says

    May 22, 2015 at 4:20 pm

    Thanks, Roy. It got pretty bleak around here in Central Oregon in 2007-10. Many people lost homes and had to move away or else they struggled to make ends meet, yet there was always a little thread of people helping each other get through to the other side. I wanted to capture that sense of despair and underlying kindness.

    Reply
    • Ann Stanley says

      May 22, 2015 at 4:21 pm

      Also, the recession touched even those who kept their jobs.

      Reply
  3. June Griffin says

    May 23, 2015 at 1:15 pm

    Beautiful and somewhat spiritual, as well as heartbreaking. I think it takes courage to write about such tragic stories that so need to be read! Good for you! June

    Reply
  4. Ann Stanley says

    May 23, 2015 at 7:51 pm

    Wow, June, I am humbled and touched by your comment. Thank you.

    Reply
  5. Audrey Chin says

    May 26, 2015 at 6:57 am

    Captures a dilemma were having to face far too often these days Ann. I loved the small touches… how the protagonist decided on the candidate with the most kids, how he patted the other people’s shoulders as they left. You put human kindness into the bare bones necessity of those two folks situations.

    Reply
    • Ann Stanley says

      May 26, 2015 at 10:36 am

      Thanks, Audrey. I surprised myself with this story. I suppose that this tragedy is buried in everyone’s subconscious these days.

      Reply
  6. kat13cat says

    May 26, 2015 at 9:08 am

    Beautiful descriptive writing! Thank You

    Reply
    • Ann Stanley says

      May 26, 2015 at 10:37 am

      Thank you, kat13cat.

      Reply

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